Monday, October 05, 2009

The Case of the Stalker Pastry

The Cupcake Stop sprung out of a New York law school student's idea.

I'm being stalked. By killer pastry. Not only is my block bordered by cupcake stores, but there are food trucks that seem to be following me around, tempting me with the promise of heaven. One truck sells cupcakes(!?!). The other sells waffles, including bacon waffles or waffles with nutella.

I know it's wrong, but I can't get them out of my head. No means no, ok, trucks?

1 comment:

rembret said...

Satan drives a cupcake truck...